Someone called me “Grateful Dead Grampa” the other day, and that pretty much sums it up.
So it’s a shitty crop used for rage bait.
I fucking hate people.
You haven’t even bought a house.
Seen everything, my ass. You’re fucking bored, go do some shit.
This is not a thing.
We like pepperoni rolls and sausage biscuits.
Not. This.
Doubling down on the logical fallacy.
Fucking libs…
This literally has “what about” in the title.
The insect apocalypse is real.
Every gas station used to carry bug-b-gone to get the guts off your windshield and headlights.
We’re something like 75% down seasonally and 80% down midsummer since 2000.
It was pretty sad.
Sell it yourself then.
I have the same experience.
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No. They’ll be righteously smug as they try to keep up.
Ginger Beer with lime is fantastic.
What’s that? Oh shit, can they hear us? Turn it off, TURN IT OFF!
Single thoughts are complete within themselves, right?
I’d put my favorite song in everyone’s head full blast.
Nah, man. If your views involve forcing the birth of a baby with spina-bifida or my wife carrying a dead fetus for three months or more, you can get fucked.
The middle class, during my lifetime, used to mean one income supported a family of four.
Now, even DINKs struggle.
Your username and server combo plus this comment.
I’m not looking at your account because there is no way you can live up to what just happened in my brain.
All of the apps in development are talking about their features as they get added. I think it’s great!
To Americans, biscuits are bread leavened with baking soda or baking powder.
That’s it. Bread.
You only think that because you’re the kid with the bank bag